After becoming the emperor Bai Yueguang

It was late autumn, and there was a biting wind blowing through the grassland. In a remote place where no one cares about Ute, there stood a dilapidated tent.

Jiya put down the copper basin, rubbed her chapped palms, and whispered, "Ge Ge, hot water is here."

Their masters and servants were not welcomed in Wutebu, and every time they brought hot water, Jiya was as happy as if she had won a battle, but she didn't see joy at the moment, and her tone was flustered.

The curling heat reflected Hai Lanzhu's cold and white face.

It was so white that it was almost transparent, without a trace of blood, her chin was pointed, but her lips were a deep red.The long eyelashes were covered with hoarfrost, and she gathered the ochre-colored sackcloth, "What happened?"

Like pearls falling on a jade plate, there is a hoarseness that has not uttered for a long time.

Seeing the red sores on the back of her hands, Ji Ya felt sore at the tip of her nose, tears streaming down her face instantly.

With such a noble background, no one can match the appearance of Ge Ge, who should have been well-raised and carefully raised, but she suffers such hardship here.Why?Just rely on that ridiculous order? !

"It's nothing." She wiped her eyes almost in embarrassment, "I'll warm up your hands first, and then wipe your face and body. These few days will not be difficult."

Hai Lanzhu stopped picking, was silent for a while, and said, "Jia, don't lie to me."

The cold wind penetrated into the thin tent and hit her thin and lonely wrists.

There was a faint cry in the wind: "The servant eavesdropped and chatted, saying that Chahar was beaten to death in a battle with Dajin, and Ute wanted to find another way out."

"Yesterday, the Monan League Department sent a letter of war. The only strategy now is to ask Moxi for help... That woman has been free for many years, and sooner or later one day will bring down the tribe. Why don't you take her as a gift, a gift, and give it to the Oirat Department Gushi Khan!"

The cold wind howled, and Hai Lanzhu's already cold blood froze inch by inch.

Utebu is far away from the hinterland of Monan with abundant water and grass, and lives by Chahar. She has been married for four years.

Within a few months of their wedding, her husband Turin, a despicable man, died of a sudden illness. Turin's younger brother Turhun succeeded to the position of leader. According to the rules of the tribe, she could not escape the fate of remarriage.Because of his fierce wife, and perhaps the phrase "the unlucky one", Turhun gave her the only remaining kindness, and drove her to the other side of the horse farm, as if she had the right to support a redundant person.

Hai Lanzhu escaped many times but failed.Slowly, she accepted her fate. Even though she was hungry and cold, under surveillance, and lived like a servant, at least she had a place to live and Jiya was with her, but she was always afraid that Turhun would not stay. She, order her to remarry or give it away.

Still haven't escaped the day.

When Hai Lanzhu was young, he had heard of Gushri Khan's reputation.Bloodthirsty and warlike, especially fond of killing his wife, when she was five years old, Gushi Khan was already in his early forties.A gift... not even a concubine, how long can she live?

Ji Ya wiped away her tears vigorously.Gege's hands were cold, and her eyes were cold, as if filled with snow that never melted in Changbai Mountain, which made her astringent and numb, and she couldn't help but said hastily: "It's just the mouths of a few women, they are jealous of you, Chief I won't listen to them!"

Hai Lanzhu lowered her eyes and dipped the towel in the water again: "Silly girl."

When she smiled, the gray tent suddenly glowed, as if she had come to the endlessly colorful spring and summer, her black eyes and pupils were sparkling, but there was no light at all.

Fate hated her, she never had a choice.

"The Monan League that sent the letter of war includes Horqin, right?"

The voice was extremely soft, it was clearly a questioning tone, Ji Ya froze in place, her heart fell into an abyss.

Horqin was the place where they were born and raised, and all they sent was a letter of war, and no one was sent to pick them up, let alone a word.

Bleeding out of her lips, Jiya knelt down silently, "I'll help you."

Grieving to the extreme, he became calm instead.She will be there wherever Gege is, if she really arrives at the Oirat Department, Gushi Khan wants to attack Gege, step on her first!

The temperature of the water cools down quickly, and the hot water only has time to wipe your face and hands, and the rest of the skin will shudder if you stick it to your skin. Hai Lanzhu doesn't dislike it. Said, but it is a luxurious warmth.

She sat by the worn-out felt blanket, slowly took off her shoes and socks, and halfway through wiping, the curtain was suddenly thrown back heavily!

The delicate feet resting on the dark felt blanket, dazzled like jade carvings, and were even more hidden under the sackcloth, outlining a hazy arc.

The anger dissipated without a trace, and turned into deep covetousness.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

Thin and cold, soft and silent.

Turhun had never seen such a beauty, and couldn't find a suitable description after searching. She didn't look like a person, but like a ghost.

His hair is black, his lips are too red, his eyes are like icy lake water, one more look will suck him in, isn't it a spirit or something?

Da Yuer is also called the number one beauty in Manchuria, and in his opinion, she is incomparable with her sister Hai Lanzhu.This appearance is not only difficult to see in the grassland, Turhun dared to pat his chest and said that the emperor of Ming Dynasty was not so lucky!

Immediately his face darkened, it's a pity that Fu Kefu's reputation is too loud, and Tana is a vicious and jealous woman, otherwise he would let such a beauty not marry, and only take advantage of his short-lived brother?

It's a pity, it's a pity that he didn't get what he wanted to be the leader.

Turhun was short and stocky, with dark skin, half of his face was covered with messy beards, he looked Hai Lanzhu up and down, his cloudy eyes were clear, and he could tell what he was thinking at a glance.

He was caught off guard when he lifted the curtain, Ji Ya's face changed drastically, and she stood in front of her master in a hurry, even the leader stopped calling, her voice was sharp, like a lioness protecting her food, "What are you doing here?!"

Hai Lanzhu's face was pale, she pulled the felt blanket tightly to cover her legs, and shrank to the corner.

The stark attitude of the master and servant made Tu Erhun narrow his eyes, and a burst of anger spontaneously arose.He is the current leader of Ute, well, this girl Jiya is very nice!

The ecstasy and beauty disappeared from the eyes, and the leader returned to his senses, and finally remembered the reason for coming.He sneered in an instant, and his anger became more and more intense. He came here for the war letter from the various tribes in Monan.

What orders, what mother-in-law, in fact, he intends to marry Hai Lanzhu, his dead brother's wife, there is always a way to solve it.

If Horqin's letters every year were not full of threats, telling Ute to treat Hai Lanzhu kindly and not to force her, otherwise they would meet with each other in battle - the signature was still the seal of the leader of Zhaisang, he could only give up the meat that was on his lips, I endured it for four full years.

Now it seems like a joke!

The Monan League Department sent a letter of war, and the envoy was appointed by Zhai Sang, but he didn't even mention marrying Gege, showing an attitude of giving up.

When asked about Hai Lanzhu, the messenger's eyes flickered, he didn't want to answer, and he didn't plan to take her back. Turhun couldn't help but feel angry at being fooled. Horqin was too deceitful, and he wrote a letter to accuse his bastard of being too deceitful! !

Going forward, Hai Lanzhu's demeanor of resistance, as well as the maid guarding in front of him, all contributed to his anger, Turhun finally suppressed the urge to completely possess, sneered, his eyes gleamed with cruelty and malice .

His voice was rough: "The leader is going to send envoys to Moxi to ask Gushi Khan to accept the gift and protect the Wute family. The convoy will leave in five days. Whether Gushi Khan likes it or not, from now on, you will It's from the Oirat Department."

Having said that, Turhun was very confident. No one would be tempted by Hai Lanzhu's appearance, which was enough to save Ute and avoid the dispute between Chahar and Dajin.

As for orders, does Gushi Khan care about orders?Too many women died at his hands!

After being angry, he was still a little bit reluctant, such a beauty did not belong to him after all, and it was cheaper for the old man to raise him now.

Gushi Khan likes a clean woman, and one husband is probably the limit... Ruthless, Turhun turned and went out of the tent, and ordered the tribal warriors to guard the tent.

"If you want to escape or seek death, immediately catch him back and tie him up, teach that slave a lesson, don't show mercy!"

A laughing reply came, blocking the last way out.

Ji Ya fell to the ground limply, her fists clenched and rattling.

Unknowingly, tears were all over her face, she turned to look at her master, Hai Lanzhu's fingertips trembled, and with a lot of effort, she pulled back the felt blanket covering her legs.

... Ji Ya can't have anything to do.

Putting on her shoes and socks with her head down, and slowly straightening her clothes, Hai Lanzhu tucked her knees, staring at the closed tent door in a daze.

Shengjing Khan Palace, Chongzheng Palace.

"Big Khan, Wu Keshan Baylor is waiting at the gate of the palace." After noon, Enhe, the head of the Khan Palace, quietly stepped forward to refill the empty bowl with tea.

The man put down the book and leaned back.

In the afternoon, the light and shadow passed through the tall bridge of the nose and fell on the thin lips.The phoenix eyes are like eagles, seeming to cover the whole world, the determination to encroach on mountains and rivers is hidden deep in the bones, the skin wraps a gentle and elegant scholarly atmosphere, exuding a strong and mellow fragrance brewed by experience.

There were clear bloodshot eyes in Huang Taiji's eyes.The voice was low and cold, revealing a touch of weariness: "Take Wu Keshan to Qingning Palace to talk about marriage, and we will meet again soon."

The last time he came to Shengjing was to marry Da Yuer seven years ago, which is very rare.

When the favor was agreed, Huang Taiji closed his eyes and asked: "It's been half a month, is there any trace of Ningyuan City?"

Speaking of this, Enhe even felt bitter at the root of his tongue.

He replied cautiously: "There is no trace. The most beautiful girl among the female slaves is not the right age, and our people dare not make a big fuss..."

Huang Taiji squeezed his browbones, and said for a long while: "Let's retreat. Make some repairs and go to Jinzhou."

The long-term disappointment has already accumulated a trace of hostility, and Enhe can only feel terrified when he sees it in his eyes.

Khan, this is madness!

Everyone knows that finding someone based on age and appearance alone is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.The profuse sweat sleeps lightly at night, and is more diligent in government affairs during the day, punishing people without mercy, which makes him sleepless and restless.

The days when the four major Baylors governed together are long gone.Da Khan sat alone in the south, his obsession became deeper and deeper, and he would not give up until he found it. Enhe had worshiped the Changshengtian and the Buddha, and only hoped that the master would find the girl on his heart soon, but it was useless.

When will such a day end?

The author says:

Hailanzhu x Huangtaiji

History fan, aboriginal love, sweet HE

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Once time travelling, Xiangyi became the daughter of the Fucha family.

Her father is the elder of the three dynasties, her future youngest sister is the Twelve Fujin, and her future cousin is Empress Xiaoxian. As the only girl in the direct branch, Xiangyi is favored by the whole family, and she stays until she is eighteen.

In the 31st year of Kangxi, the draft was reopened, and over-age girls were allowed to participate in the election. Ma Qiyun, who was then the secretary of the household department, said calmly: "Daughter, don't worry, Ama has asked the emperor for grace, and I will give you flowers for the re-election."

The burden came to the re-election site, the emperor: "Leave a sign."

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The imperial decree followed, "I heard that Fucha Gege raised Haidongqing, and I love him very much."

The whole Fucha family:? ?

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When Xiangyi was 15 years old, his fourth uncle brought back a sea dongqing from Chahar.

She used all kinds of methods to tame her, and said "obedient" with a cold face, and finally cultivated the falcon of her dream that she slept in the same bed and hugged freely.

Suddenly one day, Ai Chong became the emperor in the palace.

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I'm looking for a way to travel back, it's urgent. ?